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Hey there adoring fans (I mean it, anyone who’s read any part of this out there)!

So here it is, 12:30’ish am December 21st 2012. I’m still s*itting my pants about the space zombies but I’m going to go ahead and say right now that this blog is the best thing I’ve ever done for myself. Whether or not the world ends, I’ve taken the time to get back to being myself (a disgusting weirdo)…being creative…and taking risks. I cannot thank all of you readers enough for supporting me along this production. The love and support (and amazing comments…if the world doesn’t end, take note that you can leave comments…) that I’ve received from you guys has been incredible. I have accomplished so many things in these last 66 days that I never would have made a point to do. I’ve also missed a few…

I never met Tina Fey…

I never saw a live taping of SNL…

And…

I never fell in love…

wait for it….

In all of my pursuits to fall in love… man hunting, online dating, hookery (j/k) , I have yet to find that “special someone” (although I have “made out” with several non-special someones…just to be sure). But guess what? I didn’t need to find a man to fall in love with (gasp!). I (as my friend Rebecca predicted) have fallen in love with…myself. I really don’t mean for that to sound vain. Seriously. I didn’t know I had it in me. All of my life, I hadn’t realized that I could become anything except a cute blonde chorus girl (who makes occasional fart jokes) wishing and hoping that one day a gorgeous prince would come along to complete me. Well, news flash to me…you don’t need anyone to complete you…if you are complete yourself (I know, go choke down a bag of granola why dontcha?! Maybe hug a unicorn?!). I’ve grown so much in my 29.95 years of life and it is 100% thanks to all of the terrific friends and family that I have surrounded myself with (PS: my mom’s computer doesn’t have that spell check thing where there is a squiggly red line under anything you spell wrong so this blog post could be pretty bad…plus I’ve drank a bottle(s) of wind…whatevs, it’s the end of the world!). I could go into further detail about these people these “life changers”, but A: they know who they are. And B: I’m going to spend our last hours calling them 🙂

Here’s a fun shot of me and my (amazing) Dad…just cause I love him.

In conclusion: I am so happy to have lived the life that I’ve been blessed with and to have met the most amazing people that the world has to offer. Thank you all for reading my silly little blog, and I wish you all a “Happy Apocalypse!”

Hey there adoring fans (all of you out there who have read even 1 word of this blog)!

So tomorrow is the big day (or just a day like any other) and I’m only a tad bit panicky (it’s a good thing I brought my “audition Xanax” with me). The best part about being home, is going through all of my old pictures….and unlimited wine in my parents kitchen. Put the two together, and you get the first part of today’s blog…

Sarah’s life comes full circle!

You see, looking through these old pictures has brought back a ton of great memories. I am very blessed to have been surrounded by amazing friends and family my entire life. I’ve also been blessed to see that most of the things I did as a child have come back into my (irresponsible) adult life…especially my hair cuts. Let’s take a stroll down memory lane…

Here I am with my Mom circa 1984. Just goin’ for a swim out back.

Now here I am with the same exact hair cut in 2001…at prom (The Dixie Chics were really popular then ok?…I wanted Natalie’s haircut, so I got it…the night before Senior Prom…it was hot….and only made me look a little bit like a 12 year old boy..PS: nice tan line Sarah).

Shout out to my prom date Graham…he has the same haircut…and is wearing fake glasses.

I learned how to get my own cake by throwing out gang signs (is the WuTang Clan still a gang? Were they ever a gang? Is this the right hand gesture? Whatever, I’m hard core).

Then we get blonder and fluffier…

Yes. Those are antennas glued to a headband. I was a bumble bee for my preschoool graduation. At first we were going to be butterflies but then the teacher switched it up at the last minute and I adapted to that s*it and buzzed my little heart out (first taste as an improvisor!).

Twenty-two’ish years later…

Here’s my buddy Tony and I circa 2007 after we got the call that we were going to be in Gypsy on Broadway (shut up, that hair color is totally natural…I spent a lot of time in the sun…in the winter…in Toronto…)

Then skip like 12 years and we have my lovely Senior portrait (before the Dixie Chic/12 year old boy/Lesbian haircut).

For the record, I don’t know what I was going for here. Sexy? Missunderstood? Orange?

But it sure does look a lot like the picture I just had my Mom take of me (during a commercial break of NCIS. What’s up with anyone over the age of 50 and that show?)

Not only have I kept up with the same hairstyles, I’ve continued with the straight up coolness…

Although I probably wasn’t drinking at a house party in the picture above, I cannot say the same for the one below here…

Then there’s my signature belly that started at a young age…

It’s gotten me pretty far.

Yeah…

And then my sexy moves…

that have made me the sexy minx that I am today…

Looking back, if the world ends tomorrow it will be alright. I think that if I had a chance to throw a few back at a pub with my baby self she would say “Nice work almost 30 year old Sarah. Nice work indeed”. Then we would do a shot of Jack and each pick out a stranger to make out with.

Ps: I plan to do another post for tonight…as soon as my wine kicks in.